You know something's terribly wrong when you've finished your essay, but you're not happy at all.
You know that it's even worse when its 2 am in the morning and you dont feel like sleeping. Why? Because its 10 am in malaysia. And i just want to mope around the room, thinking about malaysia.

I'm missing malaysia so much that i just wanna stop working on my last essay, and go to china town, buy a whole lot of spices and make nasi lemak, irregardless of how much it costs. ( smarter way would be to just go to a malaysian restaurant to eat tho)

I cant believe it. I like it in london, but yet i wanna be back so bad. How can i be missing malaysia so much!? it doesnt make sense!

and i get frustrated with myself for missing home so much! ARGHHHH!!! i cant even articulate this feeling properly. Im feeling so sick of this feeling, of myself.

I wanna talk with my friends from back home. Its a bit scary to think that i wont see them for another 7 months. Oh my god. typing 7 months down just gave me another pang of fear. What if i go back and we arent as close as we used to be? AH, BUGGER! how can you be so alone when you're surrounded by people! BUGGER BUGGER BUGGER!


this sucks.